#Cookie Run Kingdom x reader

[brittle-doughie]

BRITTLE

I want Customer cookie so bad.

(btw​ Cobalt cookie is a dude??​ Thought he was some kind of mafia girl boss like Capt ice cookie until I hear his voice and gaADDAM)

“Pardon me, fair merchant. You wouldn’t happen to have a Midnight Lotus on you, right?”

Both the Customer Cookie and the Rich Merchant Cookie were surprised by your sudden appearance.

“Ah! Forgive me, but the Midnight Lotus is a rare, special kind of plant! I can only offer it to you if you’re-“

“If I’m a VIP status cookie, I got you. Oh well, I guess the garden in my kingdom will have to incomplete~”

You feigned your disbelief with a wrist to your forehead. The Rich Merchant perked up at the mention of your kingdom.

“Pardon me, but did you say your kingdom?”

“Yep, you heard me right. I’m the ruler of that kingdom, even if I don’t look like the part. I’ll respect your policy, merchant~”

The rich merchant stuttered in his words with your inflection, trying to gather his thoughts in order!

“Wait, y-your majesty! I had no idea you were a ruler, please forgive my mistake. You can have a Midnight Lotus at half the cost!”

“Well well, you changed your tune fast. I won’t pass this up, so I’ll take you on your offer!”

You handed your bag of coins in exchange for the plant, leaving before the merchant realized you still bought the Lotus from him full price.

You took the plant and handed it over to the Customer Cookie, who was shocked to see you just give it to him!

“W-what?! You’re giving the Midnight Lotus to me?”

“Yep, you can have this, I bought it specifically for you.”

Customer Cookie hesitated to look at you and then at the plant, before slowly taking it. He looked at the plant for a bit before a smile dawned on his face.

“T-Thank you, uh…”

“Y/N Cookie.”

“Right, yes! Thank you, Y/N Cookie. I’ll never forget this.”

“You better, that still costed quite a hefty coin!”

You both share a laugh as you parted to head back to Golden Osmanthus Cookie,

Customer Cookie looking at the plant in his hands, before hugging it close to his chest, pink slightly dusting his cheeks.

In a way, the plant reminded him of you…

[lemonvic]

ah yes. (So sigma rizz/j)

I would gladly becoming one of his puppet NYEHEHHEHEHHE (not me making a custom sign of Y/N- but nyeh were just gonna ignore that) ^^

suddenly, i always wondering if Y/N being charisma by giving shadow milk cookie a rose... or bridal style him. litteraly i down on my knee for him huhuhu 💙

Both.

[phoenix-bleh]

you guys miss me? :)

[snail-noodle]

Lovestruck shadow milk cookie, my beloved 🥰💌

[sweet-and-sour-bites]

Can I have burning spice cookie x reader who is a absolutely sweetheart that is totally innocent adorable and bubbly and loves to give lots of affection to him I’m totally seeing reader having the scary dog privileges as burning alive always follow behind reader and growls at anyone and hugs them protective saying mine as he shows his teeths at him and the only thing reader do to calm him down is to kiss his cheek and caress his face im bet reader goes all affectionate even in front of burning spice army too headcanons please

You got it! This will be gender neutral.

☁️Burning Spice Cookie x Sweetheart Gn!Reader

Most definitely Scary Dog Privileges. He's always beside you, either next to you or behind you. He can't keep his hands off of you either.

While you interact with his army, he'll linger just a little ways behind and glare at the poor fool you're talking to. Everyone says it's jealousy, he says it's to keep everyone in line. It's jealousy.

When you two are alone, he likes to have you on his lap. As you kiss him, hold him, and shower him with compliments, he melts.

Speaking of holding him, it's no secret that he runs hotter than most others. When you two first got together he didn't show it, but he was a little worried about burning you.

You're just not as heat-resistant as him. You saw right through him though and kept surprising him with hugs to show that you didn't mind the heat.

You stole his heart forever after that.

There are times that his pride gets in the way, and you'll two fight. After some time and a walk to cool off, he mostly just went away to destroy shit, he finds you after and apologizes. He's grateful you have such a big heart that you don't stay mad at him.

Speaking of which, he adores all the sweet gestures you do. Making him food, boasting about him, telling his army he's a snuggle bug with a ticklish spot, he loves it all.

He knows you're not much of a fighter. He's actually glad you're not out searching for a brawl. He trains you so you can protect yourself, but other than that, he's not letting you anywhere near a fight.

When he fights though, he sometimes gets ruffed up on purpose just to have you worry over him. Running around, grabbing medical supplies, and generally just smothering him in your love anyway possible.

Smug ass enjoys it too.

All in all, he loves just how sweet you are.

"Ah, there you are sweetheart, what ya making? Spicy tuna for me? How sweet."

"The hell you lookin' at? Keep your eyes off my darling!"

"Now now pumpkin, it's just a couple of bruises, no need to be so worried. Though if ya want, ya can kiss 'em to make 'em feel better."

"On your feet doll! Ya gotta be able to punch harder than that. No, you can't just offer the enemy food to stop fighting!"

"Love ya too, sweetheart."

[mxximax]

I am alive

[lemonvic]

Warning! : It contains a little blood (bro idk i just feel like to draw it) :v

...

Soo this is like an interaction between Mystic Flour Cookie and Y/N when they first met..

But ye.. it ends up violence and leads Y/N has a blood on their head (But they don't really care tho-)

Soo this is how Y/N said after Mystic Flour Cookie hit them too hard in the battle :

....

Yea.. and that's where she's got tension towards Y/N! :D

Shadow Milk Cookie who've been watching them fight all this time began to tease Mystic Flour Cookie a lot now. (And she annoyed, especially he's litteraly kicking, giggling, screaming, idolize for Y/N's true nature).

That's all for today, i hope you guys like it and have a great day! ^^

(I'm died in cringe cya)

[honey-milk-depresso]

could i request stardust, licorice, and shadow milk cookie with a reader that's smaller than them?,, thank you,,,

Take note that Shadow Milk Cookie just appeared recently as a cutscene, so for him it might be a little OOC.

CRK with an s/o smaller than them

Stardust Cookie

I think there’s plenty of cookies smaller than him, but you make it even more so. Like you’re just tiny around him.

And then he floats??? Sometimes you have to puff up your cheeks a little to tell him how unfair he’s being right now to which he blushes slightly and chuckled quietly, slowly descending down on his two crispy feet again.

He likes how small you are, that he can wrap his cape around you and bring you into a hug from behind. He just has this urge to protect you from all the harms of the Galaxy. Literally.

Stardust likes to hug you often, your small size allowing him to do so easily and he feels like he can love you properly while you’re in this size. He genuinely thinks your short stature is adorable and what makes you beautiful in his eyes.

Overall, Stardust is a simp for you- <3

Licorice Cookie

Shorter than him you say? He has an above average height for a cookie, so there’s plenty of cookies shorter than him. But you make the greatest armrest for him.

He teased you incessantly to no end about your height, always putting stuff off the top shelf on purpose like the little shit he is so you would come running for his help to grab it for you, or pretending he can’t see you while you’re literally right next to him.

Although, the moment YOU get teased by someone else for being short, he’s after them with his Licorice servants coming after them and make them regret ever teasing you about your height! Only HE can do that (hypocrite-)!

Licorice is pretty protective of you since your so short, usually having at least one or two of his Licorice servants around to stay on guard for you, like your tiny chewy bodyguards.

That’s your protective, hypocritical cookie for you. <3

Shadow Milk Cookie

You thought Licorice was a nuisance in teasing you about your short height? Well Shadow Milk Cookie is a complete BASTARD, LITTLE SHIT OF THE CENTURY.

He will tease you relentlessly with every nickname related to your short stature: shortcake, shortbread, little muffin, mustard seed, he is a menace. Puts things on the high shelf WHILE you’re trying to reach for your things and his lanky and tall ass height makes you become his armrest tenfold.

But like Licorice, if anyone else teases your height… oh boy, oh boy will they get it. He will reign overly unnecessary chaos to them that you kinda have to stop him. This cookie has the audacity to then get all whiney and sulky about how that cookie was mean when he does the same thing, making him an even bigger hypocrite.

Overall, he’s the biggest hypocrite you’ve ever met but he’s your hypocrite. <3

Reblogs help! ^^

[speed-world]

Hey, I got this idea from watching some Dark Souls lore videos, so can I request a HC of beast cookies being beaten by a chosen Undead reader.

Plot: when the Beast cookies went on a rampage The Witches knew they had to stop them but the cookie were too powerful to do so so they decided to work together to bake a new cookie, a cookie that can weaken them to a point that they can be in prison, a cookie that can come back from the dead as much as possible until the deed is done, they call them the Chosen Undead Cookie

Sworn Purpose

The Five Beasts. The primordial Cookies created by the Witches as emissaries of the Godly Creators; that fell from grace due to their Absolute power corrupting them completely. The Witches couldn’t bear to see their creations promised as saviors turned apostles of evil, and so they punished the Beasts by sealing them away in Beast-Yeast. At least…that was what should have happened.

The Beasts rebelled, refusing to go quiet into the night. They broke free from their shackles and dominated the lands of Beast-Yeast without challenge. The Witches refused to give up however, and would go deeply into a period of heavy trials and error in baking something …greater. They combined their magic to create a Cookie that could complete the task they failed too. A Cookie that would never rest until they sealed these Beasts, even if the Cookie was crumbled. A Cookie that will rise and rise again, as if freshly baked out of the oven, to complete their assigned life purpose. As the Witches spent numerous days and nights creating this Cookie, they’d mix so many flavors into to them that the Cookie was ultimately nameless to the Witches. When finally completed, passerby Cookies knew them only by a couple of names: Y/N Cookie, or their more known, and more appropriate moniker…Chosen Undead Cookie.

It was never easy completing your task, but you never once questioned it or the Witches. They told you all the features and names of the Beasts, that you must do whatever it takes to seal them away, and you followed as such.

During your first attempt, you could barely make a move against a jester before being crumbled in a mess of crumbs and jam. The last thing you heard was the jester laughing before you reawakened in a different location.

One of the many blessings you had received from the Witches was that you could communicate with and hear them. You could hear some the Witches applaud you for your efforts, and others express their apologies for what you must suffer through. It didn’t faze you though, you had a God-given purpose, and you’d curse at yourself if you never finished it. Maybe one day…you could live a fairly normal life, but it won’t happen until your job is done.

“Oh~? Pfffttt AHAHAHAHAHA~~!! Oh this is priceless, you’re still kicking huh? I mean, what attempt is this, number….59? 100? Isn’t this tiring to you buddy~?”

“Silence, jester. I am not tired, not one bit. I have been assigned this duty by the Witches, and I refuse to stop until you Beasts are sealed away…”

You stared at him with the same neutral yet angry expression that you almost always have. He upsets you, just as the other Beasts. And, like him, they will be sealed by your hand sooner or later.

“Really now…? How many times have you said that? And yet the result is still the same! I’ll give you credit though, you’re getting closer each time!! But all that means is that I’m improving myself to make sure you continue to be the failure you are!!”

“Am I the failure, Shadow Milk Cookie? You were meant to be a savior, a hero to all Cookiekind until the end of days, but you failed at your duty. Don’t tell me, are you jealous that I’m favored and know how to follow simple instruction? Does it upset you that I’m succeeding in the role you failed to fulfill?”

“Tch…didja learn to talk all smart while you were in between the states of dying and living? Those Witches can BURN IN THE OVEN, AND YOU’LL JOIN THEM YOU MISERABLE PUPPET!!!”

“….I’m assuming you’re done wasting your breath away now? I’m glad you’ll be the first I seal, your voice annoys me…”

You readied yourself again for the umpteenth time, and stared holes into Shadow Milk Cookie. “You are the miserable one here, jester…” You muttered to yourself, before clashing with the jester once more.

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The cold steps of the Ivory Pagoda are all too familiar for you now. The aroma of the incense, the reflective gold of the tiles, all of it was practically burned in your memory as you approached the Master of the Ivory Pagoda yet again. Of course, you couldn’t meet the Master without seeing the guardian of Ivory Pagoda as well.

“Oh, Master, look who’s back again~! You must really enjoy witnessing the truth that my Master has to show the world! At this point, you’re the most frequent visitor here to the pagoda, maybe you’d want to stay here for the rest of your life~? It’s not like your immortality is doing you any favors being the Witches’s pawn~…”

You ignored the mocking comments of Cloud Haetae Cookie. They’re not what you’re here for anyways, so they can berate you all they want, it won’t take your attention away from your mission. You walked past the haetae and stared up at the Beast, who didn’t even open her eyes to you.

“One day, you will come to see how pointless your mission truly is. Again and again, you challenge my truth and power, and again and again, you fail to understand that you’ll never succeed…”

“That is where your arrogance has mislead you, Mystic Flour Cookie. You insist on yourself so much that you fail to grasp the reality around you. More and more, I grow resistant to your power, and I keep parts of my flavor in spite of being turned to flour. One day, you will come to realize that the madness you speak of will never be heard as you’ll spend your days sealed away as you deserve.”

Mystic Flour Cookie doesn’t bother responding to you. She only waves her hand, uttering the phrase you’ve heard numerous times now: “Return to Flour…”. Your words were true: you were still maintaining your flavor and everything else about you, and only small crumbs were being taken away, albeit incredibly slowly. Then you lounged at her, slashing at her with your blade….and you cut her. Jam leaked out of her thigh from the gash you made. Although your magic and control over the chains and Witch’s fork specialized for sealing the Beasts weren’t strong enough yet, you were making fast progress.

Cloud Haetae Cookie was shocked, but Mystic Flour appeared unfazed as usual. But one thing was abundantly clear, you were improving. Even if you didn’t seal her during this time, you would overcome her powers and seal her away, even if you were crumbled to flour in the process. Mystic Flour will be sealed, just like the other Beasts, and you’ll rise and rise again until your deed is done and all of the Beasts are sealed away.

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Hellish blazing embers and the ruins of forests are the most recognizable sight you know. Whenever you hear the fires crackling, you know that you’re close to Burning Spice Cookie. Burning Spice stares daggers into you just as you stare a hole back.

“You again, eh? How many times are we going to do the same song and dance until you’ve crumbled for good? Those damned Witches must have spent days, perhaps weeks trying to perfect a herald to defeat us, and your failure of an existence is all they have to show for their efforts. It would be funny, if it weren’t so sad and true…”

“I’ll keep coming back as many times as needed until you—“

“Yeah yeah, until us Beasts are sealed away. You’re a broken record at this point, and it’s really beginning to annoy the Hell out of me…. Then again, you do have your uses for being a toy, free for me to play with and break whenever I feel like it. So c’mon, let’s not waste words and entertain me, Chosen fool~…”

You smirked at Burning Spice; at least you two could agree on something, that being words are useless at this point. You steeled yourself and gripped your sword tightly, and Burning Spice did the same with that giant axe in hand. All you need to do is seal away Burning Spice, and even if you crumbled in the process, it will be done.

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The skies were an incredibly dark shade of pink, and you’ve slowly grown to hate it when the skies were like this. Mainly because you knew who it was that was around, and Witches did Eternal Sugar Cookie, wielding the power of Sloth, utterly piss you off.

All Eternal Sugar did was yawn on top of the cloud she rested on, and looked at you haphazardly with her hand resting on her cheek*

*Yaaaaaaawwwwnn* “Ahh, who’re you again? You always come here for ah…some mission from the Witch’s I think? Can’t you bother anyone else with your nonsense, I have a lot of better things to do than waste my precious energy on you agaaaaiinn…”

The tone in Eternal Sugar’s voice and manner is what really bothered you the most. Although it was fitting of the Sloth power she held, she just couldn’t care less about you or whatever inhumane actions she did to others. Granted, you weren’t much for words yourself, the most you talk is when dealing with the annoyance is Shadow Milk Cookie, so at least with Eternal Sugar you can get right to the point without any hesitation.

“At least you know what I’m here for, Beast…I’ll gladly make sure you’ve suffered in the last moments of your recreation…”

“Mhmmm, sure thing. Just hurry up and crumble already so you can bother someone else when you resurrect, please~….

Without waiting anymore, you charged at the lackadaisical Beast. Thankfully, the more you do this the more stronger and better you’re getting. Because the sooner you seal away Eternal Sugar, the better. Not just for the Witch’s and Cookiekind, but for the sake of your own mind.

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The eerie silence of the area you stepped into would be enough to scare any being beyond belief. It was dark, quiet, perfectly becoming the scene any scared children would have when fearing the dark. Only this was no dream, is was the brutal reality of a vicious Beast that you could never seem to get an upper hand against.

Silent Salt Cookie was just standing there, sword in hand as always. Out of all the Beasts, Silent Salt doesn’t do anything else now except wait for you. Silent Salt knows of your ability to keep coming back to life after dying and knew sooner or later you’d be back.

The quietness from you and Silent Salt was loud and easy to understand. You weren’t much for words yourself, no need to start now with a quiet Cookie. You both knew each other well enough, understanding the other’s goal in mind as you both nodded and readied your swords yet again. The area soon became loud with the sounds of clashing swords in a struggle of life and death.

Until your mission is fulfilled, until the Beasts are sealed away and no longer a threat to Cookiekind, then you will be raised from the dead. Retaining your mixture of flavors, knowledge and power, and using all of them against the foul Beasts that defiled their roles as promised saviors. Until the deed is done…

[iatemitomt0day]

Note: I'm using the translator because I'm from Brazil but I love your arts and I wanted to make a request

Could you make a Y/N witch? or if you prefer to draw just cookies, a Beast version since in the last post it was an Ancient version pls

"All things are difficult before they are easy..."

May i introduce you to, The Witch Of Patience, Y/N!

She is one of the most beloved and a wondrous witches among the group of witches! Many says that she had been the one whom was most dedicated to the world of cookies, sharing them life and patience itself.

She has the closest relationship to The Witch Of Light! A loyal and great trustworthy companion! Y/N is a huge inspiration for the witches to continue going on forward with their duty.

Y/N puts a huge amount of effort into giving the world of cookies hope, giving them the patience and tolerance they needed. She attends every matter about the cookies, the rise and fall of the 5 great cookies as such.

She had only one singular wish, is to deliver patience and peace to every being... to see them thrive with hope. For the darkness to wander far away from the peaceful world.

She and the other witches all worked together, creating a wonderful world, shielding it from the unfortunate, the chaos and mischief, the darkness.

But... their efforts and hard works soon came into a watse, as just one singular prideful witch, had ruined everything they had worked so hard on.

It is said, that the witches all crumbled into mere powder, their souls slowly drifted away into the wind. Yet, The Witch Of Light used her very own power to put their souls into cookies, fuelled by her very own Life essences.

The witches all landed and scattered all around the cookie world as cookies, the world they have made, full of lively desserts and pastries. They all have the chance to witness their very own creations thrive and fall, civilization rise and flourished.

Yet, they have fallen into a long slumber, drifted into a deep sleep all across the world. Losing ther chance at seeing the cookie world. They waited to finally be awaken from their sleep for so long...

Will they ever be awaken?

In the abandoned halls within the castle walls, a seeker of truth has entered, wishing to seek out the true truth of the past of the castle.

It seems, her arrival to the castle walls has awaken the cookies from their forever slumber, as they finally opened their eyes, standing up once more.

In their very own world they created, born from The Witch Of Light's wishes.

The cookie of patience has finally, been awoken.

"I will protect this world, with all my might."

It is said that, if you ever feel an unusual amount of peace and patience in your dough... she might be nearby, watching over everything around.

She wanders all around Earthbread, exploring every bits and pieces of this world, seeking her companions, and wanting to witness the world of desserts thrive with her own eyes.

Every where she goes, she delivers patience to all the cookies and beings around her, filling them with a newfound hope and perseverance.

If you wish to seek her for yourself, you must accomplish it. Remember, patience is the key to finding her.

[brittle-doughie]

Poor Golden Osmanthus Cookie. Not only does she have a crush on Camellia Cookie but now Y/N

Girls going through it.

You’ll try to kinda nudge Golden Osmanthus towards Camellia, but she isn’t having it. She can’t deny that she feels something for you too after your time with her in the Cookie Kingdom and the Flower City.

Neither can Camellia!

[umbrella-show]

ᴏʜ, ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ!

When you were transported to this world, you had just so happened to land in the unexplored forest close to the Cookie Kingdom. You had quickly stumbled across it and were seen by a cookie.

You were soon connected to the Legend of the Baker and cookies insisted you should  officially become ruler of the Cookie Kingdom.

Custard Cookie III was a bit reluctant at first. He did really want to be king, but you were the Baker. You were WAY more important than him. You should definitely rule!

However, the minute you were officially crowned, he ran up to you and begged you to teach him how to be a great ruler so one day, when you step down, he can rule.

And you, being sympathetic and not thinking of a reason why this could be a bad idea, accepted.

Ever since, he’s been visiting you whenever he can and persistently asking about what you do as a ruler.

He wants to know everything. He wants to become a just and powerful king when he eventually takes the throne!

As he gets to know you more, visits become almost daily. He rants to you about anything and everything.

He mostly rants about what he would do as king. How he would help his kingdom thrive. It warms your heart, watching him talk about his desire to make sure every cookie in the kingdom would be happy under his rule.

Eventually, the idea of inheriting the throne almost makes him feel a bit bad. If you ever had to give up power, it would be because something bad would have to happen to you.

He doesn’t want that! It makes him feel sad. He’s not ready yet.

All of his worries and emotions eventually boil over during one of his visits. He cried and hugged your leg as he told you his realization through tears. 

You spent a while comforting him until he stopped crying, reassuring you weren’t going anywhere anytime soon.

Despite the emotional visit, he acted completely fine the next day when he ran into your office and eagerly began ranting and asking you about royal advice.

He does that the most. He asks you about what you do as ruler and asks you to teach him how to do it so he’s prepared.

Overall, he really looks up to you. He wants to be just like you. He’s like a younger sibling, copying everything you and proclaiming he’ll be just like you. Just like the legendary Baker.

“Why are you looking at so many papers?”

You looked over at Custard Cookie III, who was standing on a chair and peering down at the document you were currently reading. He was visibly confused, his eyes trying to read it. His voice raised as he grew slightly frustrated at the hard time he was having trying to read the document.

“I can’t understand any of this! What does frivolous even mean?!”

You only chuckled, tapping your pen against the table. You gently ruffled his fluffy golden hair, causing him to pout and complain.

“H-Hey, watch the crown!”

Smiling, you stopped, returning to your previous task. Your eyes were glued onto the document, carefully reading word by word. Your eyes shifted from one word to the next and Custard could easily notice the intense focus in your eyes as you carefully read the fine print.

“Most of these papers are about approving trades from the Jelly Bear train and other suppliers, which I have to sign. Some are letters from one of the other Kingdoms that are mostly invites for dances or just meet ups. A lot of those are from the Hollyberry kingdom and Golden Cheese Kingdom.”

You responded, looking over the last paragraph and signing your signature at the bottom of the paper. You set the multiple paged document aside, grabbing another from the pile and starting the process all over again. Custard poted, raising his handmade scepter into the air and declaring.

“Well, when I’m king I’ll ban paperwork, so you’ll never have to do any again!”

You chuckled, finding his naivety amusing. You put your pen down, flexing the stiff muscles in your hand and stretching your arms in the air. Silence filled the room as you stretched, before you felt Custard suddenly grab the hem of your outfit, gently tugging. He looked up at you, his face troubled and his voice soft.

“Can we do something else?”

You stared at him, then the papers, then back at him. He was making puppy dog eyes. You could feel your resolve weaken at the sight. You softly sighed, getting up from your office chair and grabbing your coat. You could see Custard was beaming from the corner of your eyes, making you smile as he hastily grabbed his scepter.

“Alright. How about a walk through the garden?”

“Yay!”

You giggled at his excitement while you buttoned up your coat and walked over to the office doors, holding them open for him. You watched as he raced out the door and took your hand, practically skipping down the halls. You smiled as you saw he occasionally glanced at the banners and decorations hung on the walls.

“I can’t for this all to be mine one day. I’m going to be the best king anyone’s ever seen!”

“I believe you will.”

You quietly agreed, squeezing his hand reassuringly. He giggled as he began to run quicker down the walls and pulling you with him.

“I can’t wait to be king!”

Dont focus too much on the Baker's design I'm still tryin to figure it out 😭 🙏

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

Burning Spice x reader with their newborn baby :3

Warning: Mentions of being post-partum, after birth, that stuff. Also, sorry if I write him wrong, I just finished playing the story!

It had been a long 9 months, and what felt like an even longer 15 hours. The wild spice tribe leaders were rushing to and fro on Burning Spice Cookie’s orders to get you cleaned up, healed, fed, given drink, etc. The cotton bedding you laid on was replaced with a clean one, you were panting with a sore throat and tear stained faced…but you were happy.

You were happy, because in your arms wrapped in a bundle of soft blankets was a tiny extension of both you and your husband. Your darling beast had been so gentle with you through your pregnancy, and you chuckled a bit seeing him be so nervous to touch you or the child you both had made. The baby had your dough, your hair, but also had his blazing red eyes that you adored so much. It looked like the perfect mixture of the two of you.

You looked at Burning Spice and motioned for him to come closer. He did, moving up right next to you, he was even careful with that.

“Come on now, don’t you want to hold them?” You asked, tired but still playful.

“Yes, but I can so easily break them. I don’t want to hurt them.” He spoke.

“And you won’t, I know you won’t. Come now, they wanna be held by their precious papa.” You snickered.

You carefully held your child up to him, Burning Spice Cookie while hesitant, took the child into his arms. Holding them close to his chest and cradling their head. Your child yawned and opened their eyes, looking at him and then…they smiled. At that your husband started to cry, this big man of destruction, known to laugh at people’s suffering…was crying over his newborn baby. That brought a smile and a laugh.

Your baby gripped his finger and bit it; Burning Spice laughed through his tears and nuzzled his child. That brought more tears to you, but they were tears of joy at seeing your husband absolutely adore his child. He sat on the new cotton bedding next to you, cradling the baby with one arm and holding you close with the other. He kissed your head and then your lips.

“My dear spice, you’re stronger than any cookie I know. And look, you given me a beautiful and clearly powerful heir. I swear on my soul jam that nothing will destroy what is mine.”

That made your heart so fast, you rested your head on his shoulder and cuddled him. He moved the baby to rest on the both of you. Your Great Destroyer just promised not to let anything harm you or his child. Now THAT’S something to get out of him.

As for Burning Spice Cookie, he felt something in his heart that he hadn’t felt in a long time. A true, happy, CHANGE to his life. And he had no intention to ever let it go. You and his child were his world now. A world he will do anything to protect…including destroy a few kingdoms for.

[snail-noodle]

"my my my... what do we have here?"

you shivered in fear at the gigantic being before you. you and your cookie friends had tried your best to seal the rift in the tree with white lily cookie. however, your actions proved pointless. white lily cookie's powers were still too weak and your time had run out. you all watched in horror at the towering cookie grinning down from above.

"it's been so long since we've seen new faces! we were starting to get bored being by ourselves in here..." shadow milk cookie smirked as he took a look at each cookie standing before him. when his eyes had reached you, his gaze stayed far more longer on you than the others. you trembled from his piercing stare, a small whimper escaping from your lips as you backed away and hid yourself behind pure vanilla cookie.

shadow milk cookie chortled at the pathetic display. "Oh, how I have missed the faces of fear from you cookies! Never gets old!" now that the rift had opened big enough for him to pass through, shadow milk cookie stepped out of the silver tree that had kept him and the others imprisoned for so long. the smaller cookies screamed in terror as they scrambled to get out of his way. every footstep he took practically shook the earthbread beneath their feet.

"pure vanilla cookie!" fear clouded your mind as you tugged your leader's arm in desperation. "what are we going to do?!" anxiety gripped your heart when he hesitated to think of a solution. one of the most powerful beings in all of cookiekind has just been unleashed and is ready to bring chaos to the world once more. just how on earthbread will any cookie be able to stop such beasts?

before pure vanilla cookie could even think of an answer, you cried out in alarm as you were suddenly lifted into the air. the other cookies screamed your name as you watched their forms grow smaller and smaller. you gasped as you were face to face with the grinning jester.

"what a cute little cookie you are." he eagerly examined you as if he were a child that had been given a new toy, turning you this way and that. "it's been ages since i had a little pet to dote on. you'll make a fine addition to my collection!" your mind raced as you tried to understand what you have just heard. a collection? a pet to dote on? what on-?!

your thoughts were interrupted as you heard a snap of... fingers? confused, you found yourself locked inside some sort of bird cage; the bars were thick enough to keep you from escaping. shadow milk cookie cooed as he watched you attempt to break free. "no-!" you tugged and pulled at the bars keeping you in.

"no! y-you can't keep me in here! Please!" you cried out to him in desperation. shadow milk cookie only giggled and shook his head, "ah, ah, ah! you're staying right by my side, my little cookie." you shuddered in fear as he began to summon his powers once more. shadows seeped out from your surroundings and from his body. multiple cold blue eyes stared at you and the cookies still down below.

"now, my dear..." with a clap of his hands, monsters of every kind stepped out from the shadows, ready to obey their master. with a manic grin, shadow milk cookie spread his arms out in grandeur to the cookies below. with a perfect view from above, you could only watch in horror as your friends were surrounded at every side by monsters of different sizes.

"let the show begin!"

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Different anon here....saw this and loved it and one line gave me an idea for a request....can you do burning spice x ticklish scardycat reader? Like reader was very scared of him at first and burning spice took em in as a 'you are so adorably pathetic, unable to even defend yourself because of your fear and you bend at tickling? Someone that weak needs to he protected...that's it, you're mine now' and then just throws them over their shoulder lmao...

Of course hun! Love this idea.

☁️Burning Spice Cookie x Scaredy cat Gn!Reader

The sandy wasteland stretches on and on before your eyes. The air is dry and makes your throat cry out for a fresh cup of sweet juice. Though you hate to cross such a deserted wasteland, you must. Sent by Dark Cacao himself to warn Golden Cheese Cookie of the arrival of the Beasts.

Your feet ache as you cross from the snowy ice land to the sandy plains to reach her. You dare not stop in fear of what could happen, though. Just as you begin to lose yourself to your thoughts, a loud noise startles you. Up ahead, you see a large cloud of dust and sand. Though scared and trembling from the thought of trouble that is just over yonder, you brace yourself and run towards it.

Reaching the area in a few minutes, you walk through a chasm of fallen rocks. Looking around, you notice the gashes and burn marks littering the ground and cliffs. Suddenly, something is flung just before you into the wall to your right. Stepping back, you brandish your sword at the new hole in the wall.

*Cough* *Cough* "Goodness me, what and utter brute." Your eyes widen as you see Golden Cheese Cookie herself stumble out of the hole.

"Your majesty!" You rush over to her and help her to her feet as best as you can. Though you only reach about waist height for her, you know it's better to have some support than none. She's looks down at you confused and worried.

"Young one, what are you doing here?! You shouldn't be here! You need to leave at once!" You shake your head.

"I am a messenger sent by Dark Cacao. He needed me to warn you of a Beast coming to claim your soul jam for himself." You saw her grimace.

"Unfortunately, it is too late. He is already here."

"So, you think I'm the thief, little cookie?" Your eyes widen at the sound of a deep and rough voice from above. Looking up, you see a large cookie that just screams danger. With a golden smirk, he leaps from his perch and drops down just aways away from you and Golden Cheese Cookie. The dust around him settles, and you find yourself staring at each other. Him, filled with curiosity and excitement. You, terrified and worried.

"You carry a sword, will you fight against me too?" He points the tip of his weapon at you, but Golden Cheese Cookie pushes you behind her.

"Don't you dare! She's but a messenger, not a soldier." She glares at the large cookie with a fierce look that could send you running home. For a moment, the Beast looks over at her the back at you before smirking and raising his weapon.

"She should've thought about that before coming here." Without a second to waste, he charges at the two of you. Golden Cheese Cookie pushes you away from the fight and parrys his attack.

"Run! Get out of here now! Warn Dark Cacao!" With that, you high tail it away from the fight in hopes of making back to your king. That Beast was right; you're no soldier. The sword you have is simply to deter others from attacking. You don't know how to fight.

The sounds of the battle draw further from you as you run. You'd say over twenty minutes have passed since you left, and you now find yourself in the ruins of an old palace. What can you say, you can't fight but you can sure run. Slowing down you take a breath and pull out a sheet of paper.

"Your Majesty, I find myself sending you this letter on behalf of Golden Cheese Cookie. She is currently fighting the Beast Cookie that is out for her soul jam. I am running from the fight in her orders. Please send immediate assistance to the Golden Cheese desert asap. With regards, (Y/n) Cookie."

With the letter written, you bring out a small blackberry bird and tie it to its foot. "Hurry, give this letter the his majesty Dark Cacao. Waste no time. Go!" At your words, the little bird flys off in a hurry. You sigh in exhaustion and slid against one of the old crumbled pillars.

"Oh little cookie~ Come out, come out wherever you are~"

You shoot up quickly and run over to a more hidden pile of rubble. How? How did here reach you so soon?! Shouldn't he be fighting Golden Cheese Cookie?! Unless......oh no. She must be badly hurt for him to be here without worrying about her. Oh, you hope the king will be here soon.

"Oh come now, no need to be scared. I won't hurt you. Much. Hahaha!" You close your eyes and cover your mouth to prevent any sound. Sliding down to the ground, you begin to shake in fear. Dammit! You know everyone else was busy in the kingdom, but why did they have to send you?! You can't fight!

You're too scared too.

All becomes silent, and with what little courage you have, you open your eyes. Oh fuck. You feel a shiver go down you spine as you see a large shadow block what light was on you. Slowly looking up you see the large beast stand above you, looking down at you with a sharp, golden grin. "Found you~"

"Ahhh!" Fear course through you as you dodge his attack. Without much haste, you run deeper into the ruins. You hear the loud steps of that brute not too far behind you. Risking it, you look behind you and see him gaining on you. That is until your world fumbles and you fall.

You feel a pain course through your leg as you hit the ground. You take a peak at it as you see a gaping would with jam running out. You let your head fall and curl in on yourself. "Why? Why me? Why was I sent here? I can't fight, I can't." You wallow in your self-pity as Buring Spice stalks towards you. Standing over you, he lets his eyes wonder over your form.

Normally, seeing a cookie wallow would bore or anger him. However, he must admit, you are quite the looker. Soft dough and a soft heart. You cower from him, which is odly...satisfying. He takes the end of his weapon and puts it under your chin, moving your head to look at him. You look up at the beast with tears in your eyes and fear in your heart. He smirks down at you and bends over.

"Mhm, how about a deal, scaredy cat?" You give a little nod, not trusting your voice. "You'll come with me as a sort of...pet or spoil of war, and I won't turn that so called queen to crumbs." Your eyes widen at his words. Either way, you're at his mercy, but hopefully, you can bide time for Golden Cheese Cookie and his majesty. At least then you can help in some way.

"I'll go with you." Your voice comes out just a little above a whisper. Cracking from the running, crying, and heat. He smirks and pulls you up, tossing you over his shoulder.

"Haha, wise choice, scaredy cat! Ha, I think I shall call you just that. After all, with how much you tremble and cower, it is but a fitting name." You don't say anything as you try to make resting on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes a little more comfortable. He begins to walk out of the ruins, and you feel yourself sawy to motion, causing you to feel a little sick. Stupid motion sickness. You really are a miserable fool. You can't fight, you're always scared, and now, motion sickness to top it all off.

Burning Spice notices this and stops walking. He pulls you from his shoulder and holds you with one arm. You look up at his with confusion. "This seems to be better. Don't want you throwing up your guts now, do we?" You nod, a little embarrassed, and the two of you continue on.

Good grief, what have you gotten yourself into. From a simple cowardly messenger to a Beast Cookies' pet. Damn, you feel as if your body is shot with how anxious you are. You can only hope Dark Cacao will save you in time. You do wonder though, what will become of you, as Buring Spice Cookies' little pet.

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